Meadow
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on April 13, 2020 at 06:41:27 PM by VERCINGETORIX
He didn’t know what it was like to look and not find.
There had never been a draw, never a thread of hope that tugged him along without question. Once, as a younger man, Vercingetorix had hoped for purpose- he had hoped to find love and adventure, and he had wanted to be powerful. Perhaps he had found power, in his own right. His body was healthy, his bones were unbroken, and his flesh was handsome.
Handsome, no doubt, just as the red mare before him was pretty, and who had grown well into her bones. Even if he didn’t recognize her.
As a young man, strong and passionate, he had a good memory for faces, but the years had not been exceptionally kind to his memory, and perhaps he had preferred to forget all that he had lost. Yet in the bowels of the meadow, listening to the distant hum of voices here and there, he watches the young lady carefully, almost offering the hair of a smile as she greets him politely. It seemed manners were still in high demand amongst the islands, and for that he feared that Sighurd would never find her way.
“Hello,” He answers back instinctually, appreciating the manners that came at the behest of the natives to the isles. “I can try, but I’m not very good at finding anyone, I think.” Even amongst the waves he had lost his own daughter, the spitting image of himself and perhaps just as determined, though he was unlikely to admit it. “What do they look like? When was the last time you saw them?”
He wanted to help, oh, he so desperately wanted to help.
There was something that tugged at his innards about this girl. Something deep inside told him he had to help her, something that screamed silently in the back of his mind and told him to wait, to listen. He wanted to stay- he needed to stay.
There had never been a draw, never a thread of hope that tugged him along without question. Once, as a younger man, Vercingetorix had hoped for purpose- he had hoped to find love and adventure, and he had wanted to be powerful. Perhaps he had found power, in his own right. His body was healthy, his bones were unbroken, and his flesh was handsome.
Handsome, no doubt, just as the red mare before him was pretty, and who had grown well into her bones. Even if he didn’t recognize her.
As a young man, strong and passionate, he had a good memory for faces, but the years had not been exceptionally kind to his memory, and perhaps he had preferred to forget all that he had lost. Yet in the bowels of the meadow, listening to the distant hum of voices here and there, he watches the young lady carefully, almost offering the hair of a smile as she greets him politely. It seemed manners were still in high demand amongst the islands, and for that he feared that Sighurd would never find her way.
“Hello,” He answers back instinctually, appreciating the manners that came at the behest of the natives to the isles. “I can try, but I’m not very good at finding anyone, I think.” Even amongst the waves he had lost his own daughter, the spitting image of himself and perhaps just as determined, though he was unlikely to admit it. “What do they look like? When was the last time you saw them?”
He wanted to help, oh, he so desperately wanted to help.
There was something that tugged at his innards about this girl. Something deep inside told him he had to help her, something that screamed silently in the back of his mind and told him to wait, to listen. He wanted to stay- he needed to stay.
VERCINGETORIX
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Replies:
- just another drop on my lips; - By Annette April 15, 2020 at 09:22:45 PM
- Love in a lifetime of war. - By VERCINGETORIX April 17, 2020 at 03:20:21 AM
- just another drop on my lips; - By Annette April 21, 2020 at 02:59:03 AM
- Love in a lifetime of war. - By VERCINGETORIX April 22, 2020 at 00:31:30 AM
- Calls Me Home - By Costello May 7, 2020 at 05:34:42 AM
- Love in a lifetime of war. - By VERCINGETORIX April 22, 2020 at 00:31:30 AM
- just another drop on my lips; - By Annette April 21, 2020 at 02:59:03 AM
- Love in a lifetime of war. - By VERCINGETORIX April 17, 2020 at 03:20:21 AM
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